February Twenty Eighth

1 Mar

When you’re jogging through a wild life refuge and the trees clear to the white sandy beaches of the gulf and you get to the top of a giant dune and all you can see for miles is untouched sand and crashing waves,
it’s hard to catch your breath.

When you run towards the water, throw off your shoes and jump in the icy water for the first time since fall,
you lose what is left of your breath.

When you get out of the water, take off your clothes and lay on the warm sand in the warm sun,
its hard to do anything but smile.

And then when you put back on your dripping clothes and start the jog back to the beginning of the trail with nothing but adrenaline pushing you forward,
it’s impossible not to be thankful for being able to live life through experiences like this.



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